Our Man isn't worried about global warming,
He reckons it's far too late now to heed the warnings.
The end of blue fin tuna and the relative decline of the American nation
Don't cause him much consternation.
(The row over Obama's bow to the emperor is somehow not worth worrying about now)
He's not even that fussed about gaijin in Japan, the place of women in the home
or his own metabolic syndrome.
Because he has no doubt
the oil's running out
and so is uranium (which rhymes with cranium, but little else).